.."The reds, yellows, and blues of Madeleine shine like
dawn through the ribs of the Cathedral, everything here is
either in shadow or painted with viscous colors.
I'll sit, I'll quiet my heart. I thought that it
would be mainly fear, an animal terror, but I feel only
regret now, a great, motionless, heavy regret, the
squeezing weight of dark water.
No thoughts, no instructions for the body,
even my eyes are dry.
There is only a little tightening in my chest.
But why speak, silence is better"
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